طابَbecame sweet فَقدُloss of الحَياةِlife بَعدَafter أُناسٍpeople
طابَ فَقدُ الحَياةِ بَعدَ أُناسٍ
شَطَّcarried far بيwith me عَنهُمُaway from them المَحَلُّthe dwelling الشَحيطُfar-distant
شَطَّ بي عَنهُمُ المَحَلُّ الشَحيطُ
Losing life has grown sweet after parting from those
Gone are the joys of life, now that friends are gone,
From whom a far-off dwelling has carried me far.
Whose company has drifted far away.
طالَgrew long مِنfrom بَعدِهِمafter them مطالُthe lingering of هُموميmy sorrows
طالَ مِن بَعدِهِم مطالُ هُمومي
حَظُّthe share of قَلبيmy heart مِنهاfrom them الجَوىburning grief وَالنَحيطُand pained sighing
حَظُّ قَلبي مِنها الجَوى وَالنَحيطُ
Since their departure, my sorrows have lingered long;
Endless became my grief and cares since then.
My heart's share of them is burning grief and sighs.
My heart is filled with woes from every way.
طافَcame around وَاللَيلُwhile the night مُدلَهِمُّpitch-dark الحَواشيat the edges
طافَ وَاللَيلُ مُدلَهِمُّ الحَواشي
طارِقٌa night visitor لِلرُقادِof sleep عَنّيaway from me محيطُbanishing
طارِقٌ لِلرُقادِ عَنّي محيطُ
There came, while night was pitch-dark at its edges,
The night has come around with veils so dark,
A night visitor who drove sleep away from me.
Invading sleep and spreading wide dismay.
طَوَّقَتنيencircled me الدُجىnight's darkness يَداًa favor لاnot تُجازىis repaid
طَوَّقَتني الدُجى يَداً لا تُجازى
عُشرone tenth مِعشارِهاa tenth of it بِشكُريwith my thanks مُحيطُencompassing
عُشر مِعشارِها بِشكُري مُحيطُ
Night's darkness set about my neck a favor beyond repayment;
The gloom has wrapped me in an endless coil,
Even a hundredth of it encompasses all my thanks.
More than my thanks could match in any way.
Sol 6.1